Stupid insomnia.
It screwed up my mind! Hahaha. Ok for once I felt "legitimate" to blame that for it.
Firstly, I didn't know what was in my mind at 5.30am to spur me to set my alarm clock at 10am to ballot for tutorials, which could be done ANYTIME before 3pm. For that redundant effort, I hope I do get the time slots I want!
Secondly, I missed my 12pm lecture cos I thought it started at 2pm! I only knew it when I text a friend at 12.30pm to ask him to help "print notes for later"...
So ta da~ I have broken my new year's resolution (to attend ALL lectures) on the 2nd week.
I didn't feel smart at all in any way.
So, I ended up vacuuming the entire house (it was a good workout) and cooking soup again with the remaining ingredients.
Had a taste of a housewife's life. Haha.....
Had cello lesson in the evening... And throughout we only focused on TWO bars, ie less than 10 notes. But in those 2 bars alone there were many techniques to learn...
There is a mountain of skills I have yet to grasp. Sometimes it gets discouraging. It's like standing on top of the mountain, trying to shovel away the earth beneath you, in an attempt to flatter the mountain.
It is unrealistic and impossible.
Like what my teacher said... It is a never-ending process of learning. No one can say he/she has known everything about the cello.
So we simply have to keep flattening the mountain, till we can dance on it! And keep shoveling till the surface area of flattened earth becomes larger and larger and hence more dancing fun!
Me and my 2.30am analogy. I hope it makes sense! Hahaha.
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Received a phone call from Mum after lesson and she delievered a good and an extremely bad news.
Life has been flatuating. I don't bother letting my guards down anymore. Sometimes, just sometimes, I wish that my life could be a little more "normal" for once.
Whatever the case, I'm praying for the best, knowing that God is in control of every situation. A kind of quiet trust in the midst of turmoil. =)
Saturday, January 16, 2010
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